Medicine door witch

Chapter 281: Conscious Agarwood (6)

The old man's hands are like lightning, and the wind in his hands is evil.

Although Ling Luo's cultivation is not as good as his, but the extreme fire can burn all the most yin and evil things in the world.

It could be seen that the old ghost was extremely afraid of the flames she emitted.

"Xiao Luo, imagine the emperor in your mind, the bigger the better!" Prison's voice came to mind.

Ling Luo collected himself, and the scene of seeing the soul of the ancient extremely fire dragon thousands of feet for the first time gradually emerged in his mind.

Immediately afterwards, she formed a seal with her hands, and a roar of dragons shocked the mountains and forests.

Hell attacked the old ghost's body with the image of extreme fire.

"Roar-"

The extremely fire dragon soul penetrated the old ghost's body, burning a huge black hole in his chest.

The old ghost let out a heart-piercing cry, looking at his pierced chest, his eyes were wide open, full of fear.

He saw the remaining half of his broken heart, the edges were scorched black and still beating.

"Lingxi Chenxiang, bring it." Ling Luo stretched out a hand and looked at the dying man coldly.

The old ghost's pale lips moved slightly, before he could speak, he just fell down.

Ling Luo knelt down and put it on the old ghost's nose.died.

Her eyes wandered around the old ghost's body, only to find that there was a khaki interspatial ring on his thumb.

After Ling Luo pulled it out, he poured a bit of vitality into it, and found a lot of strange things, and the consonant agarwood was inside.

"Ju, what was that move just now? It looks so powerful."

"Hey hey, my lord, Xu Longye, even though it's just a soul, it's enough to kill these people."

Hearing the prisoner's triumphant tone, it was rare for Ling Luo not to tease him.Because she knew that the old ghost who fought her just now was about the same strength as Ling Zhan, at least a third or fourth rank great martial artist.

"This time, thank you very much."

"Hey, little meaning."

Ling Luo set fire to the evil bamboo forest and walked out slowly.

Outside the soul-suppressing bamboo forest, when Chen Moxu saw Ling Luo, he quickly stood up and asked, "Have you got the Lingxi Chenxiang?"

Ling Luo nodded and said, "I got it, Your Highness, let's go back."

Chen Moxu's face paled, his eyes flicked fiercely, without saying a word, he stretched out a hand, pointed at Ling Luo's neck, and pinched her.

Ling Luo seemed to have expected it long ago, and floated back lightly, catching Chen Moxu's attack, and said with a sneer, "Your Highness, you really have evil intentions."

Chen Moxu was punctured, his face became more and more gloomy, and he said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, and quickly hand over Lingxi Chenxiang!"

"So you really want the emperor to die!" Ling Luo looked at Chen Moxu with an extremely contemptuous look, "Your Highness, do you know that if you do this, the throne that originally belonged to you will only be further away from you?" !"

"Hmph! What do you know? No poison, no husband!"

Chen Moxu stopped talking nonsense, rushed towards Ling Luo, and slapped him hard.

When Ling Luo just killed the old ghost, he used the power of the ancient extremely fire dragon to consume at least two-thirds of his body's vitality. Now facing the prince's killer, he suddenly seemed a little stretched.

Ling Luo gradually became exhausted, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his complexion became paler and paler.

When she went out to the palace today, because Xuanyuan Yu was still asleep, she didn't call him.Now that I am in danger, I regret it.

I knew that I would drag that snoozing guy no matter what.

(End of this chapter)